The Teenie Weenies
An entire civilization of charming creatures whirled
through all the hidden spaces that frequented my world.
They came out in the shadows or the crevices or nooks,
but the only things we knew of them were what we read in books.
Although they once were my best friends, member after member
of that small world is now forgotten, I only remember
the Schoolmarm and the General. The other ones, I fear,
though they mined a fallen cherry to make preserves for the year,
alas, I have forgotten. There are not the slightest traces
of names to go with any of those cherubic small faces.
I remember interactions with mice and bumblebees,
but the rest is lost to memory. Forgive me, if you please.
Buried on some bedroom shelf is one book, worn and tattered
but long-preserved because some part of me knew that it mattered.
And once that NaPoWriMo ban has finally been lifted,
and my jungle of old books has been explored and sifted,
I’ll fill you in on stories that used to fill my dreams,
to stuff imagination until it burst its seams,
leading to that poet that here puts down this line
to share with you this favorite memory of mine!
The NaPoWriMo prompt for today is to write – without consulting the book – a poem that recounts the plot, or some portion of the plot, of a novel that you remember having liked but that you haven’t read in a long time.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
I never knew the Teenie Weenies – which is obviously a great loss. I think I would have loved them!
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I’ll try to find the book and photograph a couple of the stories or at least the illustrations. It was so dear.
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You remember enough to produce a delightful post
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Have you ever read their books? They are so charming.. the illustrations as much as the words.
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No – I have never seen them
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Aww, they are so cute. Just the right size to entice the imagination of a small child.
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Oh I remember a TV bread commercial up in your part of America about that time. It shows a little boy eating a jelly sandwich, with jelly all over his face and he tells the little girl: “you sure are a good cook, Doris~!” My time with the Tennie-weenie comic strip by William Donahey was in the newspaper and predated both the books and color comic strips. Love the poem and photos today.
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I remember that ad. The Sunbeam Bread girl was only on print ads and packaging. She predated TV, at least in my part of the country. Every time my sister and her friend Karen staged a play, they’d have me as the mystery personality and whoever guessed who I was won a prize. The only other one I remember is Bonnie Braids. Do you remember her?
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For the rest of our married life I always told Shirley “You sure are a good cook Doris” she then knew that I especially liked. She would make little notes in her cook books as to the comments, she loved to cook and that was another close connection between. I I fixed anything it was outside on the grill where my mess would not be noticed in her kitchen which I planned and built to suit her desires.
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You two had such a good marriage. Lucky you. Lucky her.
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Delightful.
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